Natalie started having contractions on the afternoon of her due date.
Though she was usually grateful for having a skeptical doctor for a husband, Paul’s skepticism was not welcome that evening. For the first few hours, he had convinced himself that the contractions were Braxton Hicks, but once he found Natalie nearly doubled over in the living room, he was certain that it was the real deal.
They loaded up the car and headed towards Kimball Station, braving Reyer County’s brutal rush hour traffic.
“It’s okay, Nat,” Paul said, glancing at the motionless cars on the expressway. “We’ll get there in time. Usually, women are in labor longer with their first babies.”
“Oh, great.”
The sun had already set when they finally made it to the hospital. A nurse brought them to their room and Natalie was hooked up to all sorts of machines. Nurses and doctors came and went, asking her each time if she wanted an epidural, but she kept declining.
“The epidural will make it so much easier for you,” Paul said, holding Natalie’s hand as she endured a contraction.
“But it’s not part of the plan,” she whimpered after the contraction ended.
“You’re going to need your energy to push. Get the epidural,” he said.
She nodded as another contraction began.
Natalie got her epidural around midnight. She was able to take a nap afterwards, while Paul stayed up, eating some homemade soup that his Aunt Tara dropped off earlier. Eventually, he fell asleep as well, only to be woken up by his wife calling his name.
“I think it’s time!” Natalie said frantically. “Can you get Daisy?”
“Daisy?”
“The nurse with the short brown hair,” she said. “You work here, you should know the nurses!”
“I don’t work in labor and delivery!” Paul said.
“Go get Daisy,” she said. “Please!”
Paul bounded up from the couch and ran out of the room and down the hallway. He stopped at the nurses’ station and asked for Daisy.
“Oh, that’s me!” said the woman at the desk. “Let me page Dr. Singh, and then we’ll be right down.”
When she walked into the room, the doctor asked Natalie how she was doing before lifting up the blanket.
“Oh, you’re completely dilated,” Dr. Singh said. “Time to start pushing.”
After a few rounds of pushing, there was a loud cry, and the red, screaming baby was put on Natalie’s chest. Both parents instantly burst into tears.
Natalie and Paul Rosales would like to welcome their daughter, Cecilia Emaline. She was born at 6:23am on January 26, 2055, weighing 7lbs2oz. She has brown hair like her parents and her father‘s brown eyes.
Mom, Dad, and baby Cecilia are all doing well.
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notesHere's an outtake from this update:
I just found it kind of cute.
Also, hooray for babies! I'm excited to see how Cecilia's genetics will turn out. I really like Natalie's face, so I'm hoping she'll take after her. I age babies into toddlers at eight months, so I guess we'll find out later in 2055.
As for birthdays, here are all the birthdays for January 2055, excluding the new arrival:
4: Douglas McPherson (78)
6: Cameron Boyer (13)
12: Jillian Weatherly (18)
13: Ruby Keller (52)
16: Justin Kim (17)
17: Denise Fitzgerald (79)
19: Carina Corley (49)
21: Christy Keller (29)
26: Cathy Ingram (23)
29: Todd Keller (30)
31: Isaac Reid (22)
No age-ups this month, but there are a couple for February. Next update should be posted next week.
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